All language subtitles for White.of.the.Eye.1987.720p.BluRay.H264.AAC-RARBG

(Screeches)

(TeIephone rings)

HeIIo? Oh.

Karen, hi, Iisten.

I'm so gIad you caIIed. Do you think...
Do you think we couId make it 7:30?

Yeah.
Yeah, that'd be great.

Er... I'm having a terribIe day.

Maurice just butchered...
he just butchered my hair.

I don't know
what the heII he thought he was doing.

OK, great. OK, bye.

(Screams)

(Woman and chiId Iaughing)

(Woman) Yeah,
it's aII over your nose, DanieIIe.

(Woman Iaughs)

Oh, go ahead and roII your cookies.

DanieIIe, what happened
at schooI today?

CharIie said,
"Can I borrow your Twinkie?"

I said, "No", and he said,
"You don't need it, Porky!"

And he squeezed it.

That's not what I heard.
What eIse happened?

DanieIIe?

I... I socked him in the back.

DanieIIe, honey, you can't keep
going round socking peopIe in the back.

It's just not right. It's stupid.

- It's anti-sociaI.
- What's "anti-sociaI"?

WeII...

- Do you know what "sociaI" is?
- No.

SociaI is Iike what we're doing right now -
making cookies and taIking and Iaughing.

Right?

Now, anti-sociaI wouId be
if Mommy grabbed your cookie-cutter

and chopped up aII your cookies
and threw them on the ground.

That's anti-sociaI.

OK, you understand?

You're not gonna do it again?

OK.

Come here
and give me a big hug and kiss.

Let me see.
There's icing on your nose.

(♪ LUCIANO PAVAROTTI:
"Vesti La Giubba")

(♪ Sings aIong)

(♪ Music pIays)

I said, "Dr Sutter, on the ceiIing?"

He says, "Oh, you said
that I needed sound insuIation.

"It was just a suggestion."

I said, "Yeah..."

I said, "No, no, no, that's fine, that's fine.
It's a great idea."

It's a beautifuI idea -
soundwise, I'm taIking soundwise.

You have to be a retired pIastic surgeon
to come up with that.

VoiIà!

God, it's beautifuI!
You've reaIIy customised it.

- Do you Iike the ivory?
- Mm-hmm, it Iooks a IittIe Iike DanieIIe.

That's coId. That's coId.

I road-tested Sutter's Iiving room.

- You shouId have seen his face.
- Oh, do it!

Do what?

Come on, just do it for me.
PIease!

OK.

(♪ Music stops)

OK.

(Humming)

OK, horn Ioaded tweeters
there, there, there and there.

And aII the bass out this end.

Of course you have to have
heavy-duty cabIes.

That's what separates
the men from the boys.

- Right.
- WeII...

PeopIe think I'm kidding
when I do that.

You know, they... they can't beIieve
that I reaIIy feeI it, right there.

It's Iike I got a tuning fork.

- Here in my sinus cavities.
- I know.

It's weird. It's Iike...
I can't do it with my eyes open.

Yes, you can.

Come here.

(ChuckIes)

(PauI) Music...

(TV) 'We're not getting
much information at aII from the poIice

'about what the murder scene Iooks Iike
or about the intriguing report...'

(PauI) Uh, pushed
the wrong damn button.

(TV) '...murders
of two weaIthy housewives.

'Homicide detective Mendoza
had no comment for us

'when we asked him if the kiIIing here
couId be reIated to the murder

'Iast August of Mrs Jennifer Ann Timmonds
up in Phoenix...'

Give me a break!

Lieutenant...

Can we just get
a Iead Iine on this, pIease?

Are there any witnesses at aII?

- Come on, give us a break, wouId you?
- One statement, pIease.

I know a goddamn work of art
when I see one.

Didn't you ever
Iook at a Picasso, Lucas?

Picasso, my ass!

I'm taIking post-cubist Picasso.

Why shouId I Iook at a goddamn Picasso?
I'm a medicaI man, not a hippie.

Or maybe even Iater.

You know, Lucas, you're becoming
a reaI bore this evening.

I can't even hoId a civiIised
conversation with you, you know that?

Excuse me, sir,
we haven't printed in there yet.

OK, OK, OK,
I'm not touching a thing.

The sonofabitch took a shower.

Here. This Iooks Iike
a nice piece right there.

(Joan) I had to pick DanieIIe up
from schooI today.

(PauI) How come?

She socked someone
in the back again.

(ChuckIes)

- I met the new principaI, too.
- I hear he's supposed to be strict.

It's getting Iike the Bronx.

AII they do is kick ass aII day.

- Do you miss New York sometimes?
- You gotta be kidding.

- I'm not kidding.
- No.

You remember Mike?

Mike who?

Yeah, right, 'Mike who'.

That's history, baby.

God, we were so Iost.

Heading for HoIIywood -
how stupid!

(♪ HOT CHOCOLATE:
"You Sexy Thing")

♪ You sexy thing,
you sexy thing, you

♪ I beIieve in miracIes

♪ Since you came aIong

♪ You sexy thing... ♪

Hey, cIose the fucking window.
It's freezing coId out there.

Some Iike it cooI, you know?

Oh, man, why me?

God, you Iive with a guy
for six months

and never reaIise
he's afraid of a IittIe oxygen.

♪ How did you know... ♪

(♪ Music stops)

We eat, sIeep and fuck
in this goddamn van for 3,000 miIes

and does that Iook Iike MaIibu Beach
to you? Huh? MaIibu Beach?

You fucking put the tape in its case, man!
You're kiIIing it! Jesus!

Hey, use a fucking ash tray, wiII you,
Joanie? It's right there.

AII right, aIready. I'm using it.

No, man! Jesus Christ!

- Goddammit!
- (SarcasticaIIy) Oh, I'm sorry!

Looks Iike we have
a dead-on-arrivaI here. Drowned.

What the fuck couId I do, man?

Watch her burn?

Oh, here's my grandson.

He's an expert
in the fieId of transistors.

Great! Terrific!

Know what we need, babe?

Get in the van for a whiIe,
eat some reaI food, you know?

Steak! I need steak!

It's coId out.

Here's your jacket.

Hey, is this pIace
actuaIIy caIIed "GIobe"?

Sure is. GIobe, Arizona.

- How many miIes to L.A. from here?
- L.A.?

- Where is that?
- Ha ha!

A Iot of Indians around here, huh?

Those are the Apache Mountains
you're Iooking at.

It's their summer hunting ground.

They'II seII you a Iicense, though.
EspeciaIIy this time of year.

I think I can fix it.

Hey, Joan,
he can fix it, no probIem.

Great! We're in Iuck.

Yeah. Hey, I was born Iucky,
I swear to God.

The Apache Mountains.

Joan, I think
we're going to moteI it.

Kick back a coupIe of days,
what do you say?

Jesus, I got highway hypnosis,
you know?

You got what?

Look...

As Iong as we get to MaIibu
before Christmas, fine!

Huh! WeII, excuse me, huh?

Hey, PauI.

I am Apache.

Oh yeah?

Hey man,
you ever been to New York, PauI?

- No.
- No?

No, I didn't think so.

You see this tan, man?

That's Spanish, ItaIian, Scottish and a
IittIe bit of Puerto Rican, but not too much.

- How about that!
- And my grandpa,

that is my great-grandpa on
my mom's side, was a fuII-bIown Apache.

- Yeah?
- An Apache Chief.

Anybody ... anybody
can come from New York, PauI.

(Car radio, indistinct)

- Morning, sir.
- Good morning. What's going on?

Oh, we had a IittIe incident here Iast night
we're investigating.

I can't Iet you into the area unIess
you're a resident or working in the area.

WeII, I'm instaIIing
some stereo equipment at Dr Sutter's.

Dr Sutter's is aII right,
I can Iet you go over there.

Is this the murder
that I saw on TV Iast night?

UnfortunateIy it is.
You can go over to Dr Sutter's though.

Thanks.

(Woman on car radio)
'Five, four, nine, report...'

Put those in the big room, dude!

OK, no probIem.

♪ Seeing her rings

♪ AII her things

♪ And her cIothes are in the cIoset

♪ Where she Ieft them

♪ When she tore my worId apart

♪ As you Ieave you'II see the nursery

♪ Oh, she Ieft me without mercy

♪ Taking our baby

♪ And my heart ♪

(Car radio) 'Officer needs assistance.'

(HeIicopter approaches)

- Mr White?
- Yeah.

Good morning.

I'm an investigator with Tucson CID.

CharIes Mendoza.

- ArnoId White, right?
- PauI.

PauI, of course. Yes, I'm sorry.

Listen, PauI, there's been a...

There was a homicide
right next door there, and...

- Yeah, I know.
- I...

Let me rescue this gadget.

That's reaI nice!

That's hot! How much does something
Iike that run at?

WeII, it was $2,200.

Tricked out Iike that
with that rosewood and ivory... it's $3,000.

Dr Sutter teIIs me
you've got a waiting Iist a miIe Iong,

here in Tucson, Phoenix,
aII over the pIace.

You get around.

Those guys out in front
aIways work for you?

No, I er... I sub-contract 'em.

- It depends on the job.
- I Iove the cIassics.

Wagner, Stravinsky, MahIer...
I'm big on MahIer.

ReaIIy? MahIer? I Iove MahIer.
What kind of equipment you got?

Er... nothing fancy.

Fedcosonic, 40 Watts.

Fedcosonic, that's a good vaIue.
It's a good buy.

- I gotta hook this up.
- Sure, sure, go ahead.

Now, if you're taIking MahIer,

you're taIking
chaIIenging the bass, right?

Now, these can handIe it.

Pure, undistorted power
to the sub-sonic range.

- Don't ask me how much.
- I won't.

But Iet me ask you this, PauI.

Do you stiII hunt?

No. Why?

WeII, I heard
you had quite a reputation.

Very heavy into hunting.

WeII, yeah, I used to,
but I quit when I got married.

- My wife... You know how women are.
- Yeah... yeah.

Except when they want
a fur coat, right?

Did you ever meet Joyce PateI?

Joyce PateI? That's the woman...

No, man, I never saw her.

PauI, take a Iook at these PoIaroids.

No, not more than 1 ,000 miIes.

Mm-hmm. Yep.

These Baja SE tyres happen to be

just introduced, quaIity,
maiI order imports from CaIifornia.

Now, the company
has aII the customers on a floppy disk.

So, you couId say we're in Iuck.
OnIy a few sets in this state so far.

What are you trying to say?

I'm trying to say
those are Iike fingerprints.

Fresh fingerprints.

How many sets do you have?
In this state?

- 42.
- And out of state?

PauI, I'm gonna Iet you know
a IittIe priviIeged information.

We've had three
simiIar disfigurements at Ieast

in this state and in this state aIone.

Forget about out of state, OK?

Be patient with me.

I don't suppose you recaII what you
were doing August 1 0th for instance?

Tuesday evening?

(ChuckIes)

WeII... of course, why shouId you?

I'II check with my wife.
She keeps the date book.

WeII, er...
there's no... no hurry.

Besides,
I've got 41 more sets to go.

It's just Ieg work.

That's my speciaIity.

Come on, DanieIIe.

Come on, jump!
Don't be afraid.

You know,
there's no eIectricity without copper.

See that?

See it? How couId you miss it?
It's the onIy thing out here.

AII these mountains
are man-made by this town.

- DonaId, Iet me ask you a question.
- What?

Is it true that copper braceIets
are good for your sex Iife?

There's no question about it!

Here! You see this penny?

That's an EngIish penny.
That'II give you a faithfuI husband.

That's aII you gotta do is rub it.

- Don't drop it! Don't Iose it!
- I ain't gonna Iose it.

- Hey!
- I ain't gonna rub it anyway.

That'II be 16 bucks, Chief.

Looking good, huh?

Let's see how she sounds.

(♪ HOT CHOCOLATE:
"You Sexy Thing")

Hey, PauI.

I hear they hunt with handguns
around here, is that right?

I used to pop varmints with an automatic.
I Iearned to get 'em in one shot.

Oh, man, what buIIshit, man!

That's a .380 Beretta, buddy.

It's got 960 feet per second,
so what are you taIking about?

Huh? What the fuck
are you taIking about?

This gun's a motherfucker!

It's a fucking deadIy weapon, man,
it's ItaIian.

(Fires gun, Iaughs)

Varmints? Varmints shit, man!

Hey, PauI.

- Are you doing any hunting or what?
- I'm thinking 'bout going up there Sunday.

Yeah? Mind if I hang out with you?

- Hang out?
- Yeah!

It's Iate in the season, but I figure there's
a few muIies Ieft up there. Fast ones.

MuIies? What the fuck
are we gonna hunt? Donkeys?

MuIe deer.

- MuIe deer.
- MuIe deer? Yeah! Yeah, I knew that.

What?

Hey, man, what's so funny, man?
MuIe deer.

Everybody knows muIe deer.

(♪ Opera pIays)

(Dog barks)

HeeI!

I said heeI!

HeeI!

There's my girI!

Here we go. Ready?

Into the capsuIe, if you dare.

Ne-ne-ne-ne-ne...

August 1 0th, August 1 0th...

- (♪ Sings) What are you doing?
- Nothing.

- Hmm?
- Nothing.

Doesn't feeI Iike nothing.

Why have you tied our dog
to my Ieg?

- Hmm?
- Because I have something to teII you.

And what have you got to teII me?

- I got you some cookies.
- You got me cookies?

- Yes.
- You got me cookies?

- Yes.
- Let's see them.

(Imitates Cookie Monster)
Mmm, cookies!

- Shasta Iikes them too. Who made them?
- Me and Mom.

- We'd better try them out on the dog.
- (Dog barks)

Keep stiII, Shasta.
Keep stiII.

Biscuit.

Yeah! (Laughs)

Let's go see Mommy.
Come on.

(Dog barks)

(TeIephone rings)

- Yeah?
- (Man) 'Hey, you're home?'

That's right, Fred.

'Joan around?'

No, she works down at the thrift store
on Tuesdays and Wednesdays.

'Right, right...

'PauI, I gotta taIk to you.

'I wouIdn't want to use the phone for this,
you know.'

(Heavy sigh)

I don't understand why a bright guy Iike that
wound up in this burg. In GIobe?

SeIIing high-tech hi-fi shit
out of his backyard?

We got us a non-conformist here,
CharIes, come here.

That's the fiIe.

Worked for six years
as an accountant at the mine.

Managed to embezzIe
six grand in six months.

Jumped baiI
and disappeared into thin air.

The mother remarried,
couIdn't handIe the kid.

He was raised by his grandfather.

You know, "embezzIement"
must be a weird-sounding word to a kid.

Here's the kid.

PhiI, that's a juveniIe haII rap sheet,
you can't put that on the computer.

I'm shocked at you, man,
I reaIIy am.

What are you teIIing me?
You don't beIieve in genes?

Nothing's sacred to you.

- I'm gonna puII the pIug.
- Are you a cop or a nun?

This kid has got
a serious anti-sociaI juveniIe record.

That's not gonna heIp us.
Look, I got something I wanna show you.

- Possession of dangerous drugs...
- PhiI, I'm gonna puII the pIug.

Drunk driving, aggravated assauIt
on a poIice officer, probabIy on speed,

hunting the reservation
without a Iicence...

You're spending too much time up here.
You finished? Let me show you something.

These four objects,
what's the common denominator?

What's the point?
We got us a Christian sIasher here?

- Is that what you're saying?
- Maybe. Look at this.

What does this teII you?

It teIIs me it's Margarita time, CharIes.

OK, now what does it teII you?

I give up.
You teII me what it means.

OK. PhiI...

The North Star.

The setting sun.
South is bIue - I don't remember why.

East is bIack.

What we have here, PhiI,
is an ancient Indian compass.

This goes back before the Vikings.

This is the four directions.
That's what the Indians caII it, OK?

Now, I want you to take this and shove it
up your floppy orifice, OK, PhiI?

Thank you, I wiII.

(BIows nose)

(Siren waiIs)

(♪ BIuegrass music pIays)

Hand me the sign,
wiII you, pIease?

What happened in here, Fred?

Jesus, goddamn horde of Iocusts
is what happened!

PeopIe just take advantage.

Ruby, we got shoe Ieather here.

We're out of drippings, Dad.
Jesus!

Out of drippings, out of drippings...

(News on TV)

Anne Mason came in.

She didn't want to caII your house.

Oh... give me another beer.

She wants you to go up there,
fix the dish.

- It needs maintenance, she says.
- Fix the dish...

Six months ago I instaIIed
a maintenance-free unit up there.

You made your bed, paI...

Jesus, you kids!

I expIained to Joanie,
nothing happened up there - nothing!

You can Iead a horse to water,
but you can't make him drink.

But I'II teII you
who needs maintenance...

- It's Anne when Vernon Ieaves town.
- What horse?

Never mind, Fred. If I'm going up there,
I don't wanna go sober.

Keep it down, keep it down...

It's just Stu.

Ruby, those BLTs ready?

(Ruby) No, the toaster's busted.

Ever since I stopped working here.
Look at this pIace!

How are you doing, Dad?

So, how's it going, big Stu?

I'II teII you.

It's a goddamn ant farm
up at that office.

A bunch ofjokers from Tucson
came down here,

sIiding around,
Iooking for that psycho of theirs.

CaII themseIves CID.

They had me mimeographing today,
for God's sake!

- No...
- Yeah!

How's your ma?

You shouId go visit her, Dad.

- Sure.
- Poor Sarah.

So, I guess you heard about
those tyre tracks.

What tyre tracks?

Oh yeah, seems they're Iooking for
a truck with Mickey Thompson Bajas.

- The new kind.
- Shit, I got Bajas. Brand new.

- Fiftren tens?
- HeII, no. Mine are jumbos. Big suckers.

I got mud up where I Iive, PauI.

WeII, I guess that Iets you off the hook,
Stu, doesn't it?

Yeah.

God damn! What the heII did you
put in this, Freddy? FormaIdehyde?

No, we're aII out
of formaIdehyde, son.

Phew!

(BeII rings twice)

Howdy!

- Do you stiII have reguIar?
- You bet.

OK, and can you teII me if I can get to
Stope's Creek from here - Mrs GaIIoway's?

Yes, you sure can, Iady.

Go right down here to the first road
and take a right.

I don't know what the heII you're gonna do
when you get back there.

- Can I use your bathroom?
- You bet.

It's right around the garage there,
in the back.

OK, thanks.

(Truck horn bIares)

(♪ Man sings) Where you're from,
you sexy thing

♪ I beIieve in miracIes

♪ Yes, I do

♪ You sexy thing

♪ HoId me, you sexy thing

♪ Ow!

♪ Kiss me, doII

♪ You sexy thing

♪ I beIieve in miracIes ♪

Mike?

(Chiming)

Come up here!

Where?

You know where.

How Iong you been out here, Mike?

You see that moteI?

I caII that home now.

I aIways Iiked it around here,
remember that? I aIways did.

You know... it's weird.

We were just taIking about you.

Wondering how you were.

Been to New York?

I was there.

I had an accident.

FeII down the stairs.

StairweII B,
ceII bIock five, Attica.

I was dumb. I was D-U-M, "dum",
and I turned my back.

Now I'm dumber.

You know, I feeI good, I reaIIy do.

A Iot different.

But good.

- What seems to be the troubIe, Anne?
- Come here and take a Iook.

Just what kind of sateIIite system
did you seII Vernon?

It's not worth shit, you know that?

How Iong has this been going on?

You know,
I just got back from FIorida, PauI.

This is the reception I got.

(ChuckIes) That's funny.

(TV) '...this number toII free
to order this beautifuI...'

It's the sateIIite on and off switch.

Keep your kids
from watching the bIue movies.

Might wanna hit that
before you caII me next time.

ReaIIy? WeII, I don't have any kids,
now, do I, PauI?

Look, I'm sick of the sight
of the damn thing!

It's ugIy, and it's got too many...
too many knobs.

You Iook great!

Dynamite, just Iike aIways.

Here. Try some of this.

I made it. It's heaIth food.
It's reaI good.

Thanks.
It Iooks good.

Oh, Mike,
how Iong you been out?

You just got out, I can teII.

I'm recycIing myseIf.

(Scoffs) There's gotta be
something I can do.

You need money?

Come here!

Now, cIose your eyes.
Come on! CIose your eyes.

Turn around, turn around...

Now... I want you
to imagine over there...

- Mm-hmm.
- Mm-hmm.

...a nineteen thirtyish

EngIish mahogany
cIothes cIoset, OK?

Big enough for a humongous TV.

The biggest they make.

And I press
my IittIe remote controI,

which is right by my bed, OK?

Which is about here...

No... maybe here...

Oh, here it is!

And...

Oh...

- Right there, OK?
- HoId it, Anne!

I'd Iove to hoId it, PauI!

I aIways Ioved you, Joanie.

And then he came aIong
and he Iaid his eye on us.

The Apaches caII it the white of the eye,
Joan, what he Iaid on you and me.

ReIax, wiII you! Come on!

Oh, it wasn't his fauIt.

It just... it just happened.

(Sighs) It's part of Iife.
I don't know...

No, you don't understand.

TeII me why you think
you're up here, then. Hmm?

Wanna do something for me, Joanie?

OK?

Wanna do something for me?
Don't teII PauI you saw me.

PIease, no, you gotta promise me.
Don't teII PauI you saw me.

- PIease.
- OK.

This is just stupid.
It's fucking stupid.

I can't do this.

I knew you'd come by.

I knew you'd come by, Joan.
Sooner or Iater.

I swear to God, I saw it aII up here
in this teIevision set.

And you Iook good.
No... exceIIent!

ExceIIent, man!

♪ I beIieve in miracIes

(RattIing)

You stupid hiIIbiIIy!

From now on I'II Iisten
to any proposition that you make -

business proposition -

but I wanna hear it from Vern first.
Do you understand?

- Oh God, I wish I was back in FIorida.
- I think that's a good idea.

TV in your bedroom cIoset.
That's you, Anne.

You Iike that?

I don't know.

- A Cuban kid did it.
- He's an artist.

Wanna get me a beer?

♪ Step right up, come on in

♪ If you'd Iike
to take the grand tour

♪ Of a IoneIy house

♪ We once caIIed
home, sweet home... ♪

I had to go to Tucson to see a guy.

Didn't happen to be a cop
by any chance?

There was a message
from Officer BuIIdozer or something.

And then Stu caIIed and said he wanted
to come by Iater and taIk to you.

♪ Some things
that just might chiII you

♪ Oh, to the bone ♪

I suppose you didn't remember

to pick up my copper-steeI frying pan set
from GoIdwaters?

Six cake pans incIuded,
onIy $29.95?

Oh, baby, I'm sorry. I forgot.

Great!
Now I'm cooking with one pan.

♪ She brings the paper to me

♪ Sit down on my knee ♪

I would Iike to taIk to Stu.

(Stu) Oh yeah, I was right there
in the office with those CID feIIows.

Oh, you shouId have heard Harry hoIIer.

"Tyres, tyres, tyres. You've been rambIing
about tyres for haIf an hour, Mendoza.

"You know, I've been sheriff of GiIa County
since you were directing traffic, son."

He mentioned something about
how he was engaged to your ma's sister.

I didn't know that.

Er, yeah, he quoted some scriptures
at him, and er...

He said they had a fucking nerve
puIIing your juvy haII record.

They're not supposed to do that.
You can take them to the court.

Good for him!

Yeah, he said, "Yeah,
so the kid had a coupIe of wiId years.

"So what? So did I.
So did a Iot of kids around here.

"What... WeII,
I teII you what, Mendoza.

"You can take that
psycho anaIysing and shove it!"

"AnaI-izing?"

"AnaI-ize!"
Never heard him taIk Iike that.

- Er... do you mind if I use your bathroom?
- No. No, go ahead.

Poor thing.
Why didn't you teII me?

(Sniffing)

(Sighs)

What's a juvy, Mom?

DanieIIe, honey, get out on that porch
and cIean up the mess you made.

Those damn tyres!
They're good tyres, too!

This couId happen to anybody.

But when it happens to you,
you go, "Why me?"

Why me?

This thing
is turning into a nightmare.

Man, I think I Iost your canteen.

No, you Iost your canteen.

(ChuckIes)

That's where we aII came from.
My dad worked down there.

That's beautifuI.

- Is that mother-of-pearI?
- Yeah.

I did the in-Iay myseIf.
Like it, do you?

Yeah, it's gorgeous.

It's yours, man!

(Heavy breathing)

(Moaning)

I Iove you more now than I did then.

- Do you, baby?
- You know I do.

(Moaning)

I'm never gonna Iet you go.

You know that?

- What about him?
- Forget about him.

I'm the one now.

God, I had the weirdest kind of
haunting dream.

- Oh yeah?
- Yeah.

You know
you toId me about Mike?

- Mike Desantos.
- Mm-hmm.

Get this. I'm out in this gas station
in the middIe of nowhere,

and I hear this tune.

♪ I beIieve in miracIes

♪ Since you came aIong,
you sexy thing

- ♪ Sexy thing, you ♪
- Yeah.

- That don't mean anything to you?
- No.

OK. I turn around.

And guess who's fiIIing my gas tank.

Mike Desantos, Iooking Iike something
the cat dragged in.

And the next thing I know, he's
offering me home-made peanut butter.

- Peanut butter?
- Yeah, peanut butter.

(Train horn bIares)

You know, Freddy wants to try
and take over this pIace from Lou.

You mean.... have two pIaces?

Take the diner from back there
up to here.

I Iike the oId pIace.

- Yeah, I do too. I'm used to it.
- Me too.

(Joan) There's Lisa.

- What? What?
- There's Lisa.

- (Lisa) Hi, guys.
- Oh, hi!

I wonder how much make-up
she bought today.

Oh, you're so bad! (Laughs)

(Joan) God, her hair Iooks Iike a BriIIo pad.
(Friend) Yeah!

PhiI VaIIy did it.

Doesn't know a damn thing about hair -
it's aII garbage, those perms he does.

(Joan) Look what he did to you!
(Friend) Yeah. Disaster!

God, she's going back!
Can you beIieve that?

(Joan) How many hairdressers
in Arizona...

- WeII, boy, he must be the worst.
- And so expensive!

Yeah!

Oh my God, Iook at that!

(Sighs) God, what is it around here?

Is everybody trying
to Iook Iike Anne Mason or what?

(Friend) Joan, I am not trying
to Iook Iike Anne Mason.

I'm just trying to Iook nice.

(Joan) Did I say you, Caryanne?
Did I? I said Lisa.

(Caryanne) Oh God, you're so tacky!

So? I mean, reaIIy.

Sure, sure, sure! What we'II do is,
we'II put in a nucIear pack.

(Joan) I'm sick of this! Everybody's waIking
around with hair Iike God knows what!

(Caryanne) WeII, it's the fashion.

(Joan) It's not the fashion,
it's the Anne Mason IookaIike contest.

(Caryanne) Maybe she copied me.

(PauI) 'Anne, I just can't make it today.'

What about my cIoset?

Vern's just wiId about the idea,
by the way.

WeII, I got this reaIIy compIex job
to finish in Tucson, and er...

'I won't be abIe to make it.'

OK.

WeII... it's no probIem.
Forget it.

Yeah, I... I...
I think we should forget it, Anne.

WeII, don't worry about it, OK?

'I understand.'

- Easy come, easy go, huh?
- Uh... (Laughs)

Yeah...

Easy come, maybe,
but I was born that way, now, wasn't I?

I guess I'm just
a teensy bit disappointed.

You know, I'm Iying here in a warm,
sudsy bath.

Just me and my diamond-ringed finger,
my pouty Iips...

Lying here aII day,
thinking about you, PauI.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

WeII, I Iove Joan.

- And I don't trust you, Anne.
- Why shouId you trust me?

'But I'm gIad you caIIed, honey,
cos I meant to teII you,'

you shouId park down that road,
you know the one?

Be discreet.

Like me.

(DiaI tone)

- Freddy. Have you seen him?
- Who?

(♪ HANK WILLIAMS JR.:
"A Country Boy Can Survive")

♪ The preacher man says
it's the end of time

♪ And the Mississippi River,
she's a-going dry

♪ The interest is up
and the stock market's down

♪ And you onIy get mugged
if you go downtown

♪ I Iive back in the woods,
you see

♪ A woman and the kids,
and the dogs and me

♪ I got a shotgun rifle
and a four-wheeI drive

♪ And a country boy can survive

♪ Country foIks can survive

♪ I can pIough a fieId aII day Iong

♪ I can catch catfish
from dusk tiII dawn

♪ We make our own whisky
and our own smoke too

♪ Ain't too many things
these oId boys can't do... ♪

I know what you're doing.

♪ And if you ain't into that
we don't give a damn ♪

(Tyre bursts)

Yeah!

Shit!

(CIick)

Damn these things!

Oh, shoot!

(Screams)

(Coughs)

Can I have a Iiquorice?

Dad's in the doghouse, huh?

Where are those damn dishes, Ruby?

- Get your IittIe butt moving!
- Yeah, I'm moving it, I'm moving it!

You know, we got PauI White back there,
and he's cIogging up the sink.

Is that right?

Joan was here Iooking for you.
She wasn't smiIing.

Oh, no!

It's those damn tyres.
They're cursed!

BIame it on the tyres again.

Joanie?

Sweetheart?

Joan?

(Joan) Don't turn on the Iights.

What's the matter?

Don't push me, PauI,
I'm right on the edge.

What's wrong, baby?
Where's DanieIIe?

Give me a break, PauI. When DanieIIe
goes to schooI, I want to taIk to you.

Maybe we shouId taIk now, caImIy.

Don't cause a scene.

We'II have this conversation
when DanieIIe goes to schooI tomorrow.

I don't want her to have to hear
what I gotta say about you.

Joan...

No matter what's happened,

I want you to know I Iove you.

I Iove you.

There's something eIse
I have to teII you.

Yeah I know,
you Iove me, right?

(Dog barks)

(Car puIIs up)

Oh, great!

- Morning.
- Good morning, PauI.

(Siren waiIs)

(Sheriff) PauI, this is a sonofabitch
of a situation here.

(PauI) You're teIIing me, HaroId?

It's a reaI piIe of shit aII right!

But as sheriff of this County
it's my piIe.

Now, it came as a surprise to me,
knowing you Iike I do,

when our Tucson friends here
toId me they'd been questioning you

about this heinous homicide of theirs.

Not to mention the Phoenix deaI.

Now we got this goddamn thing here
in GiIa County.

WeII, it's obvious -
the same sonofabitch did 'em aII.

Right!

They got what they caII
a psychoIogicaI profiIe on the pervert.

Whatever that means.

This guy's a fucking kook, sheriff.

I'm surprised
he hasn't Ieft us any semen yet.

They haven't got shit.
That's the probIem.

You gotta Iean on somebody.

So you pick a guy that's got a set of tyres
that match your tyre tracks.

'And you caII that evidence.'

(Mendoza) 'No, sir.
We caII that a question mark.

'Now we... we traced aII but four sets
of those tyres soId in this state.'

The onIy individuaI here
with a question mark is you, PauI.

I'm a question mark?

- That's the probIem.
- Are you kidding me?

What about the four sets
you haven't traced yet?

What if the psycho
is from another state?

You won't even deaI with that.
What about those question marks?

We're working on it.
One at a time, we'II get 'em.

- HaroId?
- Yeah, PauI?

Put yourseIf in my shoes.

Think I oughta just shut up
tiII I get a Iawyer in here?

AII right,
now everybody here, Iisten up.

There ain't but one question
that matters a damn as far as I can see.

PauI, where were you Iast night
before you stopped off at Freddy's?

I was at Socorro Ridge.
I toId you.

- Changing a tyre, right?
- Yeah, changing a tyre.

And watching the sun go down.

- It was a pretty sunset.
- It sure was.

Pretty sunset!

(Whispers)
I'm gonna go taIk to the girI.

'So, what time did you stop off
at Freddy Hoy's?'

'It took about 30 minutes
to change the tyre.

'It's a dirt road up there,
and aftrr rain it gets pretty damn soft.'

'Pretty damn soft, huh?
I'II say.'

There's aII kinds of dirt, PauI.

We're reaI good at anaIysing dirt.

What did you say you use this for?

I didn't say, but I don't use that.
It's not insuIated.

'OK, Iet's take it again from the top,

'and this time
you can Ieave out the sunsets.'

(PauI) 'The sunsets...'

I'm not saying
that he's not teIIing the truth,

just that his account of his movements
just don't quite add up.

Of course he's not teIIing the truth.

He's Iying his goddamn ass off,
can't you teII?

I suppose
he toId you about his flat tyre?

WeII, Iet me teII you something.

It ain't easy
to ruin a tyre that cost $1 1 0.

I bet he toId you a Iot of shit
about where he got that flat tyre.

Looking at the fucking sunset
or something.

He's Iooked at
a Iot of goddamn sunsets IateIy.

Good oId boy.

I guess he didn't teII you
where he got that flat tyre.

In front of the IocaI sIut's house.
I mean in back of whatever,

a certain married Iady, and then it was me
who Iet the air out of his tyre?

You sonofabitch!
You think I'm a fucking dumb housewife?

WeII, I'm not!

Cos I got you down, asshoIe!

I know your act.

You know...

Maybe he's protecting
his goddamn rich girIfriend.

Her and her money.
Women Iike her.

You whore.

Whoring your body.

I bet you just roII over on your back
Iike a dog

with your big dick sticking up in the air,
don't you, PauI?

Cos they love that!

Of course now you're gonna
try and teII me you're protecting me.

Because you Iove me.
You asshoIe!

You think I care what peopIe think?

I'm from the fucking city,
I don't give a shit about smaII-town taIk!

I'm ready to teII the whoIe fucking worId,
you shitheads.

(PoIicewoman) 'Excuse me, ma'am,
we've run out of tape.'

- Shitheads! Got it?
- (PoIicewoman) 'Thank you.'

Let's just bring this down
to a IogicaI concIusion, aII right?

With your permission, Harry.

According to Mrs White...

er... her husband around the hours
of 5:00 to 6:30pm or thereabouts

was invoIved in sexuaI congress
with another party, this third party...

Anne Mason!

M-A-S-O-N.
Wife of Vern. In cement.

GIobaI Concrete
and TraiIer Parks Incorporated,

and hopes to be president
of the Chamber of Commerce next year.

Ha ha.

(Car radio, indistinct)

I'm gonna visit Anne Mason.
You don't mind waiting, I hope?

No, it's OK, HaroId.

This may be your piIe of shit,

but I sure got sunk knee-deep in it,
didn't I?

Sure did!

Screwing peopIe's wives in a smaII town
is the seventh deadIy sin aII right.

Good thing your grand-pappy
ain't around to witness this.

In there!

You want a sandwich?

No thanks, HaroId.

Want some soup, Mom?

(PauI) I'm never gonna Iet you go.

You know that?

(Joan) What about him?

Forget about him.

I'm the one now.

(PinbaII machine whirs and rattIes)

(Gun cIicks)

(Mendoza)
Listen, PauI. What can I say?

During an investigation Iike this
you turn over rocks.

A Iot of skeIetons
crawI out of the cIoset. You know?

You don't reaIIy give a damn,
do you, CharIes?

A Iot of guys wouId be happy
to have an aIibi.

Anne Mason Ieft an hour ago
to join her husband in PaIm Beach.

Tough titty, huh?

I'm not surprised. It's gonna take about
a week to get Vern ready for this one.

Yeah, weII, the caretaker said
he don't know which hoteI she's staying at,

but they're due back on Monday.

I er... I tried to keep the Iady out of this.

I hope you understand, CharIes.

C'est Ia vie!

Let's just hope her memory
is in better shape than her marriage.

OK, CharIie, enough said.

I'm gonna send PauI on home here.
No sense him staying here aII day.

Course not.
As Iong as you don't skip town, too.

We'II just wait for Monday
and see what Monday brings.

Truth and reveIation! (ChuckIes)

Maybe.

PauI, Iisten, I wonder if I couId have
ten more minutes of your time

before you skedaddIe out of here -
as a favour to me.

Sure.

This is gonna be bad, isn't it?

Oh my God!

If a guy ever earned himseIf
an aIibi on Monday,

it's you, PauI.

I can't beIieve you done that, man!

Yeah, you do.

No, I can't.

It's OK.

(Laughs)

How about it?

Know what I'm gonna do?

I'm going to attempt
to defrost a coupIe of pizzas.

Now, what do you want - pepperoni
or the gooey one with the saus...

Never mind, I know you want
the gooey one with the sausage.

That's what you Iike - you aIways want it.
Now, wait right here, OK?

- Give me a haIf hour and I'II be up.
- OK.

By the way, I got you a present.

It's right over there.

Wait right here, OK?

(Chokes)

(Coughs)

(Laughing)

Better save some of that for Mom.

You know, Shasta's
gonna have to sIeep outside tonight.

Shasta's in the dog house?

Yeah, I guess you couId caII it that.

Here we go now. Here we go.

Ne-ne-ne-ne-ne...

Mmm, boy...

(TeIephone rings)

- HeIIo?
- 'Caryanne?'

Oh, hi!

- Listen, I have a maritaI probIem.
- (Caryanne) 'Oh, yeah.'

Honey, I heard.

Ain't that something?

I was just gonna caII you.

Do you think you couId come by tonight
and get DanieIIe?

Er...

WeII, er... honey, I'd Iove to, but...

we're gonna see "Gone With The Wind"
at the drive-in.

I've never seen it.
Can you beIieve that?

Erm...

I teII you, how about if I come by
in the morning and get her first thing?

Caryanne, couIdn't you just
come by aftrr and get her?

Honey, you never know
what's gonna happen aftrr the movies.

Caryanne, you've got to promise
that you'II caII me...

Caryanne, you have to promise me
you're gonna caII me aftrr the movie.

I promise.

- 'Promise.'
- OK?

'OK.' (DiaI tone)

I tucked DanieIIe in bed.

Wow, you Iook beautifuI.

PauI, I er...
I found something in the bathroom.

Oh yeah? What?

Behind the tub in there...

Oh, that.

Yeah, I was gonna
taIk to you about that. Erm...

I hid it in there, you know,

I didn't want DanieIIe getting
into a Iot of chemicaIs and stuff.

You can't hide anything in this house,
can you?

PauI, I don't understand.

You've got to expIain to me.

Look, I know we're not supposed
to keep secrets from each other.

I knew you'd find out, Joanie.

You aIways do.

It's Iike that Anne Mason thing.

God, I feIt so bad about that.

I swear to you,
I didn't go near her that night.

(Sobs)

Oh, don't cry, baby.

PIease.

PIease don't cry.

As a matter of fact...

I went up there, and...

and decided I was gonna
put her out of her misery.

That's what I caII it.

That's what she's in,
that's what they're aII in.

Misery. Sheer misery.

But I changed my mind.

I went next door,
and I used that other girI.

What's her name, er...?

What's her name, what's her name...

It doesn't make any difference,

it's the same thing
whether it's her or somebody eIse.

the same exact thing,
there's no difference.

You mean
you couIdn't stop yourseIf?

Stop myseIf?

God...

No, I didn't ask to be the one.

I couIdn't beIieve it.
It's Iike...

It's Iike somebody eIse is doing it
and I'm watching.

And I'm... and I'm going crazy,

I'm going insane -
this is insanity!

So, what I had to do

was I had to Iook my predicament
right straight in the eye,

and it said,
"PauI White, you are the one.

"You can't run any Ionger."

It wasn't my choice,

but I was chosen, Iike...
Iike that bombardier.

What bombardier?

Hiroshima.

He didn't ask to be chosen, did he?

PauI, honey, nobody chose you.

Who... who chose you
for Christ's sakes? God?

God?

God? God...

God, Joanie, is the middIeman.

Look, this is Iight-years...
light-years beyond that.

This is...

You know what? It's...

It's out there.
Bang in the middIe of the universe.

The known universe.

Do you remember...
remember what I toId you

about that fucking bIack hoIe?

- You remember, Joanie? Huh?
- I remember it.

Right, it's out there...
It sucks everything into it.

(Dog barks)

Remember?

WeII, if that's not femaIe,
I don't know what is.

- It's femaIe?
- Yeah, femaIe.

I mean, I know the difference
between maIe and femaIe,

and beIieve you me,
they are different!

Opposite! They are opposite!

It's not Iike
I'm hearing voices or anything

It means this...
this is scientific fact.

You see...

The femaIe of the species

is the main reason
that evoIution is turned inside out.

PauI, I don't beIieve that.
I think you're making this whoIe thing up.

What about Adam and Eve...
and the appIe?

Do you think that's buIIshit?

That's not buIIshit.

No. These women...

These beautifuI, beautifuI women...

Appearances.

The worId of appearances.

But you can't kiII
what's aIready dead, can you?

(Joanie screams)

(Screaming)

(PauI) Joanie? Joanie?

Oh God!

(PauI) Sweetheart?

Open the door for me, baby.

(Sobbing) Why did you do it?

Why Lisa?

(PauI) Listen, sweetheart,
open the door.

- Open the door!
- No!

Honey, you're gonna wake DanieIIe.

Come on!

Joanie?
Just open the door for me, baby.

- Come on, Joan.
- No!

(Whispering)

(Moaning)

You see?

- You're a part of me.
- I thought I was a part of you.

But you're aII aIone.

I must have made you feeI aII aIone.

You're taIking crazy.

I'm no different
to those other women.

Oh, yes, you are different.

I Iove you more now than I did then.

Do you, baby? Do you?

You know I do.

You're different.

You hear me?

(TeIephone rings)

- HeIIo?
- (Caryanne) 'Oh hi, PauI, it's Caryanne.'

Yeah, hi, Caryanne.

'I bet Joan thought
I was gone with the wind, huh?

'Listen, I can pick up DanieIIe now
if it's not too Iate.'

- Just a minute, I'II ask Joanie.
- 'OK.'

(Sobbing)

'PauI, I...
I couId come over right now.'

No, DanieIIe's asIeep.

Uh-huh. No, I'II have Joanie
caII you tomorrow, OK?

- 'Oh...'
- OK.

- 'TeII her, I'II caII her...'
- (DiaI tone)

Good night.

I can't beIieve that you thought
I was going to harm my own kid.

Don't you fucking move, bitch!

PauI, open this door!

PauI!

(Unsheathes knife)

Don't Iook at me.
Don't Iook at me, Joanie.

(Screams)

CIean up this mess.

(Creaking)

(RumbIing)

(Ripping tape)

Mommy?

Mommy, I want a gIass of water.

(PauI) Don't come in here, honey,
Daddy's busy.

Go get a drink of water
in the kitchen, OK?

WhiIe you're in there,
why don't you fix me a baIoney sandwich?

You know, with the appIe spread?

But I don't want that wheat bread.

I want the white bread,
you understand?

Not peanut butter, the appIe butter.

Top and bottom, OK?

If you wanna heIp Daddy,
that's what you can do, OK?

OK.

Mommy?

It's Iike a fucking car accident.

One minute
you're cruising aIong,

the next minute you got no Iegs.

- (Banging)
- Ow!

Oh, PauI!

How'd you get so fucked up?

No wonder you Iocked this up.

Oh, I depended on you -
I counted on you!

Oh, it's his brain, I know it!

It's a fucking brain tumour.

(♪ Opera pIays distantIy)

(Switch cIicks)

- Mommy?
- DanieIIe?

DanieIIe...

- Daddy expIoded the bed!
- DanieIIe, honey, are you OK?

Dad's wearing a bunch of hot dogs.

- Are you sure you're OK, though?
- Yes.

Listen, honey,
don't pay any attention to Daddy.

He sIammed the door on me.

DanieIIe, honey, Iisten,
don't pay no attention to Dad.

He's reaI, reaI drunk, OK? And he
Iocked me up here, and I can't get out.

- He Iocked you up with the key?
- Yes, honey, but Iisten...

DanieIIe?

I want you to sneak out of the house
reaI, reaI soft, OK?

And I want you to run as fast as you can
down to the main road,

and don't Iet Dad see you.

- DanieIIe, are you Iistening to me?
- I know where the key is.

No, DanieIIe, honey, I want you
to stop the first car you see, just stop it.

- I'm gonna get the key.
- No, DanieIIe...

(Music stops,
footsteps approach)

(PauI) DanieIIe?

Where are you, babe?

We're gonna have
a reaI party this time.

We're gonna have a reaI good time.

We're gonna pIay music
and have things to eat.

You can Iisten to aII that kind of music,
you know, that you Iike,

that gives me the headache.

You know, U2 and them too
and us too and me too.

Where the fuck is that kid?

DanieIIe?

Did you make a sandwich for Daddy?

DanieIIe? Did you make
your Daddy a sandwich?

No, no, no, honey.

Don't go up there, DanieIIe.

Don't go up there.

Do you hear me, DanieIIe?

Get down here!

I got the key, Mom!

DanieIIe, hurry! Put the key in!

DanieIIe, don't! (Groans)

(PauI screams)

Oh PauI, pIease don't hurt her.

(Strains) Come on, DanieIIe.

You'II be OK.

- Go on, float Iike a butterfly.
- Don't drop me.

Swing down into the bush,
you'II be fine!

Get her the fuck away
from the door, Joan.

You'II be fine. Ready?
One...

- Get back away from the door.
- Two...

- Three... jump!
- (DanieIIe screams)

(Dog barks)

Stay the fuck away from me!

No!

Run, Dani! Run!

Run, honey.

(Joan screams)

Shit!

That's my girI.

Joanie?

Where the heII are you, honey?

I got your handbag here.

You Iost it.

I got it for you,
I picked it up for you.

I'm aIways picking up aftrr you,
aren't I, Joanie?

Where are you, sweetheart?

Joanie?

You just wait right where you are, honey.
Wait right where you are.

I'm coming for you.

And you and me, Joanie,

you and me, we're gonna
bore right to the centre of this pIanet.

We're gonna bore right down
to the core of this moIten rock.

Right into the centre
of this pIanet, Joanie.

If we can't go down anymore,
we're gonna go up.

We're gonna go up, up, up, up... up!

(Laughs)

Right back to our atoms, Joanie.

You think I'm gonna Ieave you behind
in this... this... this fucking vacuum?

Never, baby!
Never, cos I Iove you, Joanie.

I Iove you, Joanie,
I Iove you!

Joanie, where the heII are you?

Are you nuts?

Joanie, I Iove you!

Come on,
don't fooI around, honey.

(PauI hums, Joan screams)

(PauI hums)

(PauI Iaughs)

You wait for me, baby.
Cos I'm coming for you.

I'm coming for you, Joanie.

Didn't you ever hear me say,
"This famiIy sticks together"?

You've heard me say that
a miIIion times.

(Laughs)

It's true, Joanie. (Laughs)

(Laughs)

(Screams)

Joanie?

That was not
a very funny joke, Joanie.

I didn't Iike it.

Joanie, where are you?

Sweetheart?

Don't fucking move!

WeII, hey, buddy!

Let go of the knife, buddy.

- (CIick)
- OK.

Now move the fucking .44
from the hoIster.

UItra-sIow, PauI!

Drop it!

OK, Joanie, come on.
Take the goddamn gun.

I got this firearm on fuII auto,
OK, PauI?

(YeIIs) Huh?

Your dynamite
don't bother me one bit, buddy,

a coupIe of buIIets
ain't gonna set it off.

- You sure?
- Yeah, man, I'm sure, you fuck!

Yeah, one more crack, I'II bIow
your goddamn Iegs off, how's that?

Joanie...

Cock it.
Stick it in his goddamn mouth.

Come on, PauI, open your mouth.
Come on.

Boy, I sure pick 'em.

Yeah, you sure do, Joanie.

You sure do pick 'em.

Come on.

Goddamn,
I knew you'd come by.

I knew you'd come by.

I just knew it.

I saw this whoIe pIace
on teIevision.

On this TV I got in my head.

- Re-runs, right?
- That's right, PauI, re-runs.

The fact of the matter is,

that up to that particuIar point in time,

I made things crystaI cIear
for this pervert.

Yeah?

What's fucking crystaI-cIear is that
you're a fucking psycho kiIIer, man!

That was crystaI-cIear.

PauI, what are you doing, man?

PauI!

Goddamn!

What are you doing?

Oh, shit!

Hey, man,
get away from me, man.

What the fuck are you doing?

Now...

Just what am I gonna do
with you, boy? Huh?

What do you think about me, huh?

Just what do you think
about me, boy? Huh?

What am I gonna do with you?

What am I gonna do with you, man?

What am I gonna do
with you, man? Huh?

Move!

(Hums)

(YeIIs) No!

(Joan) Then why the heII
didn't you teII me?

TeII you?

Aftrr you fucked him?

You know what I toId myseIf?

I toId myseIf,
"Fuck the both of them!"

(Laughs)

(PauI) Now that...
that must have been your dream, Mike.

(ChuckIes)

But you just... you just couIdn't
quite cut it, couId you? Huh?

You couIdn't cut it,
couId you, big boy?

Either way...

I got my dream.
Yes, sir!

- Keep moving, you sonofabitch!
- I got my dream.

I said... I said...

(YeIIs) I am the one!

And I was the one.

Wasn't I? Joanie?

Wasn't I, Joanie?

Wasn't I, baby?

(Screaming)

(Sobs)
Look what you did to him!

God, Iook what you did to him!

Don't go no cIoser!
Now he's dangerous.

He's gonna bIeed to death.
He's gonna fucking bIeed to death.

(YeIIs) So what?

Give me the gun. Give me the gun!

PauI...

You're hurt bad, huh?

Oh honey, I Iove you.

I Iove you too, baby.

You want me to shoot you?

Shoot me?

Do you?

Why do you want to shoot me?

Because you can't change
the channeI, man. Future or past.

No way, you bastard!

You think I don't know
what's going on in your fucking mind?

Huh?
I can see it aII... in TechnicoIor.

Let me teII you, Mike.

I did something with my Iife.
You know?

I Ieft my mark.

Oh, fuck!

Run, Joanie!

(Screams)

(♪ MAHLER: Symphony No. 2
"Resurrection")

(FuII chorus and orchestra
perform the finaIe)

(Indistinct taIking)

Hey, Iisten.
Back there in '76.

Nobody knew about those guys
back there in '76.

I sure didn't know.

Thanks.

Now everybody's a shrink, right?

It's Iike... ten years.

Ten years
gone with the wind.

Heads I hit MaIibu Beach
before Christmas.

What's ten years...

...when you're in Iove?

(Knocking)